Stand tall
Echoing chambers
If he breaks your heart, he’s not the One
If he plays with your emotions, he’s just a boy, can never be a real man
If he is too afraid to talk, he’s just a coward, too good a player but aren’t you tired of the games
If you know the truth, don’t keep knocking on the same doors
looking for an answer in empty halls that will only echo solemn silence
have you seen a girl who searched for water in an empty well
empty brick chambers, reverberating cold noise, gnawing her flesh
she fell, only deeper, drowning in an empty glass of water
the glass was her ocean, she was looking from the inside out
only when was she thrown to the sharks in the gaping, blue ocean
did she learn, she was indeed, filling her glass with rolling stones gathering moss
tears basking on sundried ocean’s salty periphery
heels digging in the pinky beach and she saw it there when then sun shone on her
it hit her hard, like the boulders lying restlessly on the side, waiting to be hit by another tide before calling it a night
he’s basking in his narcissist glory, so let him be
trying to get an answer from him is impossible as he has none
he has never loved you my dear, the only person he has ever loved was his bolstered ego, brushed up by his followers
when the towers fall, one by one, don’t sit under the ruins, begging for help
be the pillar of hope, a strong foundation, when a quake hits, it shakes you up but you still stand stall
buildings collapse, careers fall, when the heart breaks, the damage is catastrophic yet the pieces to pick are only left for you to gather
the world makes no noise, no one rescues you from you
when the world is hurt and sad and shaken, be there to see beyond the person who broke you, for once you stand tall, there is no bending you
